Little Betty Blue, Lost her holiday shoe. What will poor Betty do?

Why, give her another, To match the other, And then she will walk in two.

The King and the Queen were riding Upon a Summer's day, And a Blackbird flew above them, To hear what they did say. The King said he liked apples, The Queen said she liked pears. And what shall we do to the Blackbird Who listens unawares.

Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.
Jolly Jinks, the sailor man, Went to sea in an oyster can. But he found the water wet, Fishes got into his net, So he pulled his boat to shore And vowed hed sail the seas no more

A big, fat potato lay down on a clod In the shade of some burdock and tall goldenrod, And he dreamed he were king of the whole garden plot, With a palace and throne, and a crown with a lot Of jewels and diamonds and gold till it shone Like the front of a show when the lights are turned on. He had to be minded by all of the plants; When he whistled the radishes knew they must dance; When he tooted his horn the cucumbers must sing To a vegetable crowd gathered round in a ring. He made all the cabbages stand in a row While a sunflower instructed them just how to grow; The bright yellow pumpkins he painted light blue; Took the clothes off the scare-crow and made him buy new. He strutted and sputtered and thought it was grand To be king and commander oer all the wide land.

But at last he woke up with an awful surprise And found a blind mole kicking sand in his eyes.

The Man in the Moon Came tumbling down, And asked his way to Norwich; They told him south, And he burnt his mouth With eating cold pease-porridge.

Through fog and rain I run my train Wherever the track is laid, And over the road I carry a load Whenever the freight is paid.

Little lad, little lad, Where was thou born? Far off in Lancashire, Under a thorn; Where they sup sour milk From a rams horn.